Chapter 286: Chapter 285 Little Green-faced Ghost_1
The little green-faced ghost with sharp fangs drilled into a blank white Sea of Consciousness, and couldn’t help but exult, cackling and saying,
“What profound Divine Sense! It’ll be enough to sate me for a long time!”
Then, with its eyes spinning like copper bells, it saw the Painting Formation in the Sea of Consciousness and its smile abruptly stiffened, “How are you in here?”
Mo Hua looked puzzled, “This is my Sea of Consciousness, why can’t I be in here?”
“No, no, that’s not right! You shouldn’t be here!”
The little green-faced ghost’s eyes whirled, its expression changing, and suddenly it shouted,
“Divine Sense Manifestation, a natural talent that makes for a great supplement! This is a heaven-sent opportunity! Good! Extremely good!”
Mo Hua furrowed his brows.
“Great supplement? Are you talking about me? Is this green-faced little ghost feeding on the Divine Sense of Cultivators?”
Mo Hua then remembered what Mr. Zhuang had said:
“The Contemplation Map reflects the Divine Sense of others and their understanding of the Heavenly Dao. In other words, what it contemplates is another’s ‘Dao,’ or sometimes, the ‘Dao’ of some Non-Humans. Once the Divine Sense indulges in it, it often leads to extremely terrible consequences...”
Could this green-faced little ghost be what Mr. Zhuang referred to as “the Dao of Non-Humans”?
Mo Hua’s gaze sharpened as he asked, “What on earth are you?”
The little green-faced ghost sneered, “Kid, once I’ve eaten you, you’ll find out.”
Without waiting for Mo Hua to react, it transformed into a green shadow, baring its fangs and making a fierce face as it darted straight toward Mo Hua as if it was about to devour him.
Mo Hua hastily retreated, his figure graceful as he dodged the pouncing little green-faced ghost.
The little green-faced ghost was surprised and suspicious.
Mo Hua was also slightly stunned; he found that in the Sea of Consciousness, he could use the Water Passing Step.
Previously, when he had entered the Sea of Consciousness, he had always been sitting in front of the Taoist Stele, Drawing Formations, never having tried using a movement technique; now, as he evaded the little ghost’s onslaught, he used a movement technique inadvertently, and it was then that Mo Hua realized this.
If the Water Passing Step could be used, what about Spells?
As the little green-faced ghost lunged at him again, Mo Hua, while dodging, tried to use the Water Prison Technique and the Fireball Technique.
However, he was unable to cast either of these Spells.
The Water Passing Step uses Divine Sense to control Spiritual Power, which then leads the physical body.
Now, the Mo Hua in the Sea of Consciousness was a pure Thought Body without any Spiritual Power or physical body, so naturally, he could move as nimbly as if he were using the Water Passing Step.
But the Water Prison Technique and Fireball Technique both rely on Divine Sense to propel Spiritual Power and condense Spells, with Spiritual Power being the foundation.
Since there was no Spiritual Power within the Sea of Consciousness, naturally, Spells could not be cast.
The little green-faced ghost was incredibly fast, but Mo Hua’s movement technique was even more exquisite. So after several exchanges, the little ghost still couldn’t get the better of Mo Hua.
The little green-faced ghost looked ferocious with frustration.
Yet in Mo Hua’s heart, a weight also began to settle.
He could only dodge using the Water Passing Step, unable to trap enemies with the Water Prison Technique or attack with the Fireball Technique, making him nothing but a living target. Continuing to evade like this was ultimately not a solution.
He needed to think of another way!
The little green-faced ghost pounced and lunged for quite some time, still unable to touch Mo Hua, feeling mocked, its eyes filled with malice as it said:
“You’re forcing my hand!”
It chewed on its own arm for a long while before enlarging its body, wasting more time.
Such a long preparation time was enough for Mo Hua to complete the Formation.
The little ghost, turning into an Evil Ghost, seemed to grow stronger, but it gave Mo Hua time, allowing him, a Formation Master, to draw a Formation.
A Formation Master within a Formation is the most powerful one.
Cold light focused in Mo Hua’s eyes as he began to consider how to slaughter this little ghost.
Chased around by it before, Mo Hua had pent-up frustration, and now he naturally wouldn’t let it go.
The Green-faced Devil was blasted away by the Earth Fire Formation, lying on the ground, being burned by the fierce fire, and wailing incessantly.
It wanted to extinguish the flames, but these flames were condensed by the Formation using the power of Divine Sense and had no physical form, only a Divine Sense phantom.
The Green-faced Devil was unable to extinguish them, and the fire kept burning until its green skin turned charred, and then it gradually died down.
The Green-faced Devil stood up, its charred skin quickly recovering as before, but its breath had weakened a notch.
Though its appearance was a Divine Sense phantom, the fire of the Formation had burned its Divine Sense.
Even if its appearance remained the same, its Divine Thought’s origin had suffered a great loss.
Still fiercely glaring at Mo Hua, the Green-faced Devil’s surface bravado hid underlying frailty, and a deep dread welled up inside it.
“What kind of monster is this? Manifesting Divine Thought, and even able to condense Formation with Divine Sense?”
In terms of the power of Divine Thought alone, it was stronger than this little Cultivator.
If it were to fight normally with Divine Thought, it could easily tear this little Cultivator to pieces.
But with this little Cultivator using Formation, everything was completely different.
A Formation inscribed with the Heavenly Dao is the ultimate use of Divine Sense.
Especially in a battle of Divine Thought, a Formation leverages Heavenly Dao to directly harm the origin, making its lethality even more formidable.
With this realization, the Green-faced Devil felt a strong desire to retreat.
There was no point in continuing to tangle.
It could no longer do anything to this little Cultivator.
Not only was it impotent against him, but if the battle continued and it was injured by his Formation, there was even a possibility of significant vitality loss, or the complete obliteration of its Divine Thought.
“Brat, I won’t let you go,” the Green-faced Devil spat viciously, yet its body slowly retreated.
Seeing it wanted to escape, Mo Hua’s brows furrowed.
His Formation, whether for offense or defense, could only be located in one place.
If this Green-faced ghost decided to run, there truly seemed no way to detain it.
The Green-faced Devil retreated slowly, reaching the edge of Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness, about to escape.
Just then, 1 p.m. arrived.
In the center of the ethereal Sea of Consciousness, a broken Stele quietly surfaced.
An intangible yet profound aura instantly spread out.
The aura contained immense terror.
The Green-faced Devil suddenly realized the danger, its eyes widened, even the green in its skin seeming to fade, its expression full of extreme fear as it screamed loudly,
“What is this?!”